Super Dictator

Wei Jichen led the rear army to fight and retreat. Soon they passed the place where Monk Xiao died. A sergeant discovered his body and immediately reported it to Wei Jichen.

Here, corpses litter the fields, rivers of blood flow, and the corpses of both China and Japan are intertwined.

The battlefield was blood red and muddy. The mud was because the blood was mixed with the earth and rocks. When the corpse was exploded by the grenade, the entire battlefield was filled with mud, blood, and minced meat mixed together.

This shows that the fighting situation at that time was fierce.

Wei Jichen felt depressed and heavy as he looked at Monk Xiao who had numerous knives in his body and whose body was in a state of disgrace but still holding the corpse of a Japanese soldier tightly.

I ordered the sergeant to separate the two, but they couldn't.

He had no choice but to cut off part of the Japanese identity in his arms, so that the two of them could be separated.

Monk Xiao died with a smile. It could be seen from the slight raising of the corners of his mouth that he was very proud of his achievements.

Wei Jichen's throat felt stiff for some reason. He swallowed a few times but Wei Jichen didn't let the tears fall.

Cheng Bushi turned around and wiped his tears secretly. Some of the sergeants sobbed softly when they saw this.

"Sir!" Wang Huaiqing stepped forward and gently reminded Wei Jichen that he and others were still surrounded by enemy troops.

"Daizhong is a good brother of our Wei Zijun." Wei Jichen's voice was choked, "Bury him."

Several soldiers stepped forward, carefully placed Monk Xiao's body into a crater, and then slightly covered it with the soil nearby, thus turning it into a simple, nameless tomb.

"Today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow!" Wei Jichen squeezed out these cold words from between his teeth.

Bang bang bang,

The pursuing Japanese army came into contact with the soldiers of the rear camp.

This little Japanese ghost is really lingering, like a maggot attached to the bone or a sick dog, biting tightly and not letting Wei Jichen and others have any time to breathe.

If this continues, they will definitely pursue them, and then slowly encircle and annihilate most of the Wei Zijun. After that, it will become a joke.

Therefore, we must suppress the Japanese's arrogant pursuit arrogance so that they dare not pursue lightly.

"I'm going to fuck you. If you want to chase and bite me, you have to be arrogant and arrogant." Wei Jichen looked at the pursuing Japanese, holding a gun in each hand, and shouted: "Brothers, follow me Come on, fight the Japanese and kill this little bitch."

Wei Jichen decided to counterattack instead of retreating.

When the sergeants in the rear army heard Wei Jichen's shouts, their spirits were lifted. No one showed any fear, but they shouted: "Fuck you bitch to death."

After being chased and beaten by the Japanese for a long time, the Wei Zijun sergeants had already held their breath. They all responded with clenched fists, and their bloodshot eyes burst out with the light of death.

Wei Jichen stood tall and motionless, quietly waiting for the Japanese to arrive.

Cheng Bushi beside him took out his big knife and gently wiped it with his sleeve.

Some sergeants picked up the small Japanese rifles on the ground and installed bayonets because their blades had long been blunted and curled.

"Sir, you are well-informed. Do you think this person really has reincarnation?" Cheng Bushi asked Wei Jichen casually while touching the edge of the broadsword.

Wang Huaiqing was arranging his grenades. When he heard Cheng Bushi ask, he stared at the approaching Japanese soldiers and interrupted with a smile: "I don't know if there is reincarnation, but I know that now we have to send the Japanese away." Slaves go to hell."

Wei Jichen said calmly: "There is a saying in Buddhism that suffering in this life is to accumulate blessings for the next life. Lao Cheng, in the next life you will definitely be born into a wealthy family with children and grandchildren."

"Buddha said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I, Wei Jichen, want to say that killing one Japanese is better than saving one life. Tonight, our brothers killed countless Japanese and built countless levels of pagodas. Even if the King of Hell doesn't want to It’s not even possible for us to cast a good fetus.”

"Your Majesty, what you said makes sense!" Mengzi said happily: "I will marry three wives and four concubines in my next life, and I will also enjoy the life of those rich landlords. One will pinch my back, one will wash my feet, and another will I warm the bed.”

"Ha ha…"

When all the soldiers heard what Mengzi said, they all burst into laughter.

No one is afraid of impending death, no one shrinks back.

"Here we come!" Wei Jichen raised the rifle in his hand and said calmly.

The sergeants who were laughing so much just now stopped smiling and looked ahead with a stern expression.

The Japanese were getting closer and closer, slowly dilating in Wei Jichen's pupils.

"Kill!" Wei Jichen took the lead and rushed towards the Japanese with a loud shout.

He didn't need to say much, just one word made people feel the deep murderous intention in his heart.

"Kill!" The roars merged into a rushing river, rushing towards the Japanese pursuing troops. Anything that dared to stand in front of them would be smashed to pieces.

Osako Shangtoshi stood on a hillside, surrounded by the staff of the 5th Brigade, and in front of them were the advancing Japanese. When he saw the actions of Wei Jichen and others, he couldn't help but sneered and said to the staff: "They are crazy, they Want to attack?"

"Yes, Your Excellency." A staff officer bowed and replied.

Osako Naotoshi turned around and shouted frantically to a squadron leader next to him: "Kill them all, no one left, right now!"

"Hey Yi!" The squadron leader led several Japanese guards, pulled the reins, and rushed towards Wei Jichen and others in person.

"Kill!" Soldiers from both sides roared loudly and rushed toward each other with all their strength.

The two teams are like two rivers coming from different directions, colliding together and about to collide with blood.

Bang bang bang, Wei Jichen, who was running at the front, was shot several times in the chest, but he ran wildly and shot left and right as if nothing had happened. The Japanese who were targeted by him died under his gun.

Wei Jichen shot all the bullets in the sniper rifle in one breath, then threw it into the space and quickly took out two knives.

Kill, after a burst of gunfire, the two armies finally met in close combat and fought together.

Ding, ding, ding!

There was the sound of gold and iron intersecting everywhere, and the entire battlefield became a huge slaughterhouse, where human lives were slaughtered. Soldiers from the two armies fought together and used the most primitive means to resolve disputes.

"Death, die!" Wei Jichen was like a life-seeking demon king from the Nine Netherworld. Warm blood splashed in front of his eyes. Countless heads were thrown high in front of his eyes and then rolled to the ground.

The Japanese soldiers had a look of deep fear in their eyes for the moment.

"Death!" Wei Jichen stabbed a Japanese man into the chest with a knife. He could feel the last few beats of the heart on the other end with his palm, and could feel the Japanese man's desolation and helplessness before his death...

Wei Jichen's eyes were red with blood. He was like a hungry beast rushing into the flock of sheep, biting and slaughtering like crazy! The sharp swords in both hands slashed at any enemy who dared to stand in front of him.

People kept screaming and falling down, and headless corpses kept rolling to the side. Wherever Wei Jichen passed, there were nothing but corpses. He wanted to use the lives of Japanese people to build his reputation.

"It's great." At some point, Cheng Bushi ran up to him. Looking at the wailing Japanese, Cheng Bushi couldn't help but spit a thick mouthful of phlegm on the ground.

Originally, the Japanese thought that they had a numerical advantage and would not lose to Wei Zijun no matter what, but they were wrong, very wrong.

Under the leadership of Wei Jichen, the sergeants of Wei Zijun can no longer be measured by humans, they have exceeded the category of humans.

Even if the soldiers of Wei Zijun fell down from the sword, they would crawl on their knees and grab the legs and feet of the Japanese, bite them with their mouths, tear them with their teeth, and attack with any part of their body.

Not long after, the Japanese finally collapsed and collapsed under the crazy struggle of the Wei Zijun sergeants who were like wild beasts.

"Run!" I don't know who screamed in fear first, and then countless Japanese panicked and fled towards the rear, abandoning their helmets and armor.

Before the horse-riding squadron leader reached the battlefield, he was wrapped up in the fleeing Japanese soldiers and could not move forward.

"Boom, boom!" Seeing this, Wei Jichen drew his double swords and threw grenades from the space at the fleeing soldiers.

"Devil!"

"grim Reaper!"

The scene from that night reappears.

The Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they collapsed into an army. The squadron leader could not stop them and had no choice but to be rushed back to the rear by the crowd.

Wei Zijun did not stop, but continued to pursue with a roar.

Soon after the Japanese defeated their troops, they passed by Osako Shototo.

"Baga, you bastard!" Osako Shoatoshi ordered the guards around him to shoot the fleeing soldiers, but unfortunately they still couldn't stop the frightened soldiers.

"Your Excellency, we'd better retreat quickly!" The staff officer saw the ferocious Wei Jichen getting closer and closer and couldn't help but urged him urgently.

"Asshole, let's go!" Seeing that he could no longer control the situation, Osako Naotoshi had no choice but to pull the reins and gallop his horse back quickly. This scene tonight will become a nightmare that will last forever in his life.

Watching the Japanese soldiers collapse and flee, Wei Jichen seemed to have drained all the strength from his body and fell to his knees. He had been shot twice in the leg before and was bleeding profusely, but he gritted his teeth and led the soldiers with him. Continue to attack until the Japanese collapse.

"Old Cheng!" Wei Jichen was breathing heavily on the ground. When he saw Cheng Bushi beside him suddenly falling to the ground, he was shocked and couldn't help crawling over using his hands and feet.

"Sir, today...tonight is really fun!" Cheng Bushi kept vomiting out the blood of minced internal organs from his mouth. He had been knocked to the ground by a Japanese cavalry and suffered serious internal injuries.

After holding on for so long, when he saw the Japanese finally retreating, he died without regrets.

"Old Cheng, Old Cheng...!" Wei Jichen panicked and held his head to his chest. The tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled and fell down like pearls with broken strings.

"Sir, I, Old Cheng, can no longer follow you in this life. I will follow you in the next life." After Old Cheng finished speaking intermittently, his eyes slowly blurred and finally closed.

"Old Cheng, ah...!" Wei Jichen hugged his head tightly, looked up to the sky and howled: "Feng Sheng, Guitaro, you all have to die."

He hates Fengsheng for not supporting him, he hates the Japanese, he hates himself, he hates the sky, he hates the earth!

Monk Xiao was unknown to Cheng. Familiar faces flashed before his eyes, but in the end they turned out to be full of blood.

"Let's go, I'm going to kill them! Kill them!" Wei Jichen randomly picked up a rifle from the ground, yelled and dragged his thighs to rush forward.

At this time, all the living sergeants had gathered around, with tears in their eyes.

"Sir, wake up!" Wang Huaiqing held down the struggling Wei Jichen and shouted loudly.

"The rest of the brothers are still counting on you." Wang Huaiqing hugged Wei Jichen tightly and kept him from moving.

Wang Huaiqing's words made Wei Jichen wake up. He looked at the hundred or so remaining sergeants standing around.

These sergeants were all wounded and at the end of their fight.

Wei Jichen suppressed the heavy pain in his heart, wiped the tears on his face with the lapel of his clothes, calmed down his emotions, and said with a choked voice: "Huaiqing, let's go and catch up with the Chinese army."